A Brush With Verse

I don’t really enjoy competing in art prizes or selling my work but the bi-annual A BRUSH WITH VERSE is too exiting to miss as it is linked to the Tenterfield ORACLES OF THE BUSH poetry festival and exhibitied at FOREST TO FURNITURE GALLERY.

My Grandfather Thomas Jordan was schoolteacher out at Homestead Road and it is family legend that our family left town because of losing his Council  job as a stock and weed inspector after writing satirical poetry about the then mayor.

So continuing the family tradition I too write letters to the Editor, complain about the Council and write and paint about this place.

The first year I entered I sent along “Today” below accompanied by a Kath Walker poem “Awake my People”. It was painted on my front veranda while listening to the broadcast of the apology to the stolen generations and is now installed permanently there.

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2010  Won the acquisitive “A BRUSH WITH VERSE” art prize
with “FRAMED” and the Colin Newsome poem “Bald Knob Hotel”
which now hang in the Tenterfield library with winners from previous and subsequent years.
Pictured at Mosman Gallery City Twin Cities exhibition previously with Waverley Councillor Dominc WYkanak who stood in for Tommy’s photograph used in the collage.

at Mosman Sister City

Photo Nicci Jones.

2012 Twin entry with own poems”Sisters” – which was a placegetter in the poetry prize section.
“The Bracelets” drawing
and “Squatter’s Daughter”drawing and poem
“with work, hope, time and a bit of luck”

sisters
the squatter daughter copy

 

image2014 “The Lilies” painting with poem “WHO?”

“WHO ?”

Who brought you here ?

November lilies on the verge
before Jump up Creek
and the curve around Bluff rock.

Not by accident
Like someone dumping garden waste.
nor by design
like coreopsis seeds scattered from a train,
but in remembrance,
being a funerary flower after all,
of those killed along this stretch
– and beyond.

Public opinion was in denial, “always was,”
“always will be” few who listen
but with truth going unrecorded,
a message written in weeds
might later be read as evidence
on”Aboriginal land”

While painting “The Lilies”
my rag -ged finger extracts superfluous oil.
A space …….
For two ghostly figures to manifest
And survey a slick of road, lately modified.

The RTA has a policy of by-passing place.

The highway burns
and here in my studio
titanium white melts glacially,
while the lilies in my bin
rot between beer cans
on invasion day twenty fourteen.

 

 

2017

“Nana” at Forest to  Furniture Gallery with” LOCK  THE GATE”

and ” THE KNITTER” poem.

 

 

 

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